The Arkansaw traveler., 1887-08-13
pv,ner,ic Newsraper Naen.


 Washington Corr KAnsas City Journal. have great sympathy for dyspep- tic newspaper man; the suffering he endures is beyond expression. And whether he wishes it or not his own l physical condition Is sure to be re- 1 fieeted in whatever he writes. The brain and the stomach arr so inti- mately connected that if the latter Is raw and irritated, Or weak and inefii- cient, the former suffers in the same degree through reflex action, and the thoughts emanatiug thence receive a certain coloring. I eoollect once upon a time sitting at a banquet at the AS- tor house, in New York city, given in honor of some newspaper men, at which Horace Greeley presided. was at his Jeff hand and had fine op- portunity to study his table manners and see with my own eyes what the philosopher fed upon, for as Rose Elizabeth Cleveland said In her Ltp- pincotfS .NdgdSme poem, what one eats has a vast influence over W hat one thinks and does. Although the table at the Astor house was loaded with good things, of which the lesser lights in journalism partook bountifully, Mir. Greeley contentcd himself with bowl of plain bread and milk and fruit, the same food he ate when a boy in New Hampshire. And If he finally lost his mind and died in n private asylam 1t was through no faults in his habits of living through no taint or disease like rheumatism, cancer, dyspepsia. Bright's disease. heart trouble. ar any other ot the dreadful ills which attack and carry otl so many mortals.
 The man who is simple in his hab. it's of living, as President Cleveland is. for instance, and AS Mir. GrclrN was, can accomplish a vast amount of work every day, and not break down. am led to these remarks by noticing 1 that /. l.. White, the voracious news paper correspondent is very Ill in New York city with terrific attack of dyspepsia. The last time l saw him in Washington he looked thin and | half used up. He had then just come on from Providence, R. l., where he had abandoned The St"r to its fate. l Since then he has been pitching into newspaper and magazine writing at n breakneck speed, rushing back and forth between New York and Wash ington. interviewing every body, going to clubs, writing up sketches of sena- tors, etc, until he broke down X man with weak stomach can't stand such n mental stInin- there Is no ner vous energy left to digest food and supply nutrition. Ii has all been coined into idens for pot boilers" Such course Is suicidal as suicidal as was the life of Ben Perley Poore. who k Slid, in Washington, Co have dug his grave with his teeth" He was gourmand, fond of big dinners, and always eating them when hc had n chance, and he managed to get the opportunity pretty often. Like Dr. Howard Crosby, he was fond of his glass of wine, and took it. The result | was he grew to be enormously fat--a | very elephant of man hIs kidneys | broke down under the enormous amount of work imposed on them, and he died.
 lt seems, therefore, quite as bad to be glutton as it k to be a dyspeptic, from literary point of view. But, you say, Carlyle was dyspcptic. The reply is he would have been much !! more of man than he was if he had had sound stomach. In any event, he was genius. Much can be for given on that score.